Kaihuang of TF just fell in love with you

Walk slowly on the playground, one lap, two laps.The first and second graders all looked at her strangely.

"Tang Guo Tang Guo, isn't that Jian Yan?" The new monitor of Class [-], Grade [-], talked about Tang Guo.Tang Guo was writing an essay, and this essay was to participate in a city-wide competition. Hearing this, Tang Guo raised her head in displeasure: "Hey, you are all bored, I want to write an essay, and you are responsible for the failure of this essay! "The girl felt ashamed and had no choice but to go back to class.

Jian Yan walked slowly at first, then got faster and faster like a race walk, and then started to run.The evening self-study started, and she ran around again without caring.

"What's wrong with Senior Sister Jian Yan? She seems to have skipped a grade to the third year of high school. Is it because of too much pressure?" "Yu Huai, I think our Jian Yan loves sports too." "Yu Huai, your guess is very wrong. , we, Jian Yan, cried a lot." The fans sat uncomfortably on their seats, whispering to the teachers, but they also worried when they heard that Jian Yan was crying and running on the playground. Run outside and have a look.That's right, Jane ravings can be eaten by young and old, and many teachers have become "genggengyuhuai".

How long has it been running, I seem to be tired.Walk slowly back to class and take your seat.The students are writing hard, because there are so many test papers in the third year of high school, Xiao Kai writes very fast, first write geography and mathematics, and then ask Jian Yan, who doesn't answer, for Chinese.

"It's fine to use your songs here. Isn't your "Yang" very good? If you write about the environment, the elegant way of writing is "winding, twists and turns along the way, and sometimes what you believe may not necessarily bear fruit. Beside the small road, If there are too many fallen leaves, the wind will blow you and me, leaving sand dunes and deserts." Jian Yan casually pointed out. "Hey, Jian Yan, why haven't you blushed and just panted after running for more than an hour." Xiao Kai lowered his voice, and he assured that this was the only time he spoke in class.

"That's how I am, I want you to take care of it. Since I have taught you at the beginning, you can think about it yourself. I haven't written my composition yet."

He turned to his seat coldly, and started writing the composition facing the manuscript paper.This composition, "The past has become empty, why not meet again"

"One

at last

I know the impotence of death

its like a whistle

so short

The white lines on the field are blurred

yesterday, in a dream

we got a house

you wipe the ground with your feet

walk around

take everything

into the tiniest corner

you still do laundry late at night

humming like a tub

old ballad

with a broken comb

comb gray hair

when you are still happy

Open up layers of silk

show me

broken glass buttons

you believe in your whole life

They are as beautiful as diamonds

i still have to go out

go to play or go to school

Outside the arched iron sand door

on the fifth step

light the fire, light the fire

bird screaming excitedly

all morning

all floating in the light blue smoke

you surround me

like i surround you

two

You surround me like I surround you.In the early summer, put the lovesickness flowers that have not yet woken up in a pair of door knockers, so that the beginning of all stories is full of fragrance and warmth.My great-grandmother and I laid a mat and lay on the ground. We didn’t sleep on the bed. The mat was covered with marble, so it was very cool. My great-grandmother shook the wooden fan, caught in the cool breeze, like a fairy butterfly coming from the sky, shaking thousands of trees and flowers. The smooth middle finger circled around my auricle, slowly wrapping around my ear heart bit by bit.Humming and singing some songs that I don’t understand. When my great-grandmother sang, her voice was gentle and friendly, and her voice was pleasant. Every word she sang was like a shy water lotus that could not withstand the cool breeze. Touching, inadvertently slipped into my mind quietly.

After falling asleep, she opened her eyes vaguely. Great-grandmother was combing her hair slowly, sometimes frowning, sometimes muttering something. Her chest and knees were covered, and she supported her blue-black hair with one hand, and with the other hand, she struggled to insert the sparsely serrated comb into the thick hair.

You surround me, just like I surround you. After school, I always take a long way to pass by my great-grandmother’s house, because I know that my great-grandmother is standing outside the small door waiting for me. Great-grandmother is always clean. Passing her will be There is a refreshing soap scent, and her hair is neat and tidy, without a trace of mess.I have said more than once that her hair is like a lily.She always asks me: "Are you serious about going to school today?" I always answer vaguely, searching for what my great-grandmother wants to eat, and my great-grandmother always pushes away the old drawers. She was always reluctant to eat the biscuits hidden at the bottom, either from her aunt or bought by herself, and kept a few for me.

three

You surround me like I surround you.The great-grandmother often accompanied the great-grandfather to go out for sports. The sunset covered the river bank with a layer of gilt, and the boats returning home seemed to be waiting for someone to fall in love with. Qingyi puts the warmth of first love in a delicate glass box, and when the excess of youth is fading away, when we are old, we will open the box, and a warm current will blow our faces, which is enough to comfort our old feelings. Does the wife in front of us confirm this?

Time is the final judge.A few months after my great-grandfather passed away, my great-grandmother left without saying hello to me.It was raining heavily, and amidst the rolling din of people, I seemed to see the boundless emptiness and desolation, like dust, slowly rising from all directions like ghosts, gradually gathering, the rain did not mean to stop at all, the sky Drooping down, as if the last sun has drifted away forever, from then on, the world will fall into endless darkness, and Master, as if the bottom of the sky is leaking, and the thick and solid rain curtain covers everything: trees, houses, villages... Only this bottomless rain curtain was left. "Talk to me, talk to me, let's take a summer nap together, okay, wait for me after school, okay, I'll see if you couple take a walk in the sunset... okay?"

Who cut off the fireworks of time, and saw all the prosperity in an instant.

I looked at the flower in front of the window, blankly recalling its name?Oh, it's Lily.I put the withered flower into the soil until it is purified, the past is empty, why can't we meet again. "

Writing this article, tears fell three times, but fortunately they were all quickly dropped by my own eyesight. "Teacher, I want to participate in the competition for this composition. Let's see how it goes." He gave the draft paper to the teacher, and the teacher read it again. "Well, very good, Jane, let's read it for everyone."

"Oh."

Jane read in a bumpy manner, tears falling down like beads.Ha ha, is it because I am too sentimental?Looking at Xiao Kai, Xiao Kai looked at her with concern, and for a moment she didn't want to leave this look.

After class, Jian Yan ran to the third tree on the playground.She likes this tree and doesn't know why.Sit on a branch and look at the sky.The weather seems to be fine today with lots of stars.

"Do you want to come down?" A hand was stretched out from below, Jian Yan was stunned for a while, and when she looked down, it turned out to be Xiaokai.

"How do you know I'm here?" Out of surprise, Jian Yan seemed very rude.

"Me? I'll fulfill my promise." She sweetly bared her little canine teeth.Jian Yan smiled helplessly, and grabbed his outstretched hand.Jumping down, Jian Yan said with a wry smile: "The past is empty, so why don't we meet again."

Leave Xiaokai with a back view, a lonely but beautiful back view.

"The past is empty, why don't we meet again." Repeating ten words, Xiao Kai thought he understood something.